Chapter 263 Departure to the Hanging Temple, the hope of the water tribe!

The Black Water Marsh is rainy all year round, and today is no exception.

The pavilions and towers are hazy in the rain curtains, and the lake is rippling.

In a courtyard, in front of the rippling water tank, the face of the young man who was newly promoted to the Sky Dragon of the Ming Jiao Clan, who was famous in the southern border, and his body with a black glow were reflected.

"I have finished eating the three treasures of Lingzhi."

"Linghu Zhuanggu Dan... well, I have also eaten it."

Li Mo looked at the empty jade bottles and jade boxes in the system space and sighed silently.

He basically bought out the body-tempering rare elixirs of Yunzhou Hengtong Trading Company.

To be fair, the quality of Hengtong Trading Company's products is good.

Well... the premise is not to compare with the feedback from Bingtuozi.

Let alone Bingtuozi, compared with the feedback given by Princess Xiao Jiang, it is far inferior.

So Xiao Li can only make up for the quality with quantity.

This is a huge consumption.

Moreover, the hard work required to practice the unique martial arts from perfection to perfection is more than the sum of the previous efforts.

The progress of observing the divine will has also slowed down a lot.

Student Li wanted to take a step further before competing for the divine jade from the sky.

The current progress is not ideal.

The progress is equivalent to that of an ordinary person with great wealth, great talent, and mediocre appearance.

That's right.

Recently, he received many gifts, but very few of them can be used...

Dongdong--

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

When the door was opened, a girl from the clam tribe was seen standing there holding a pearl, which was obviously larger than the previous ones.

Zhen Clam's face flushed.

"Wu Mo, this is for you!"

"The quality of this pearl is good."

Li Mo nodded and was about to take out gold from the system space for exchange.

But then Zhen Bang lowered his head and said:

"This pearl is free. The elders of the tribe asked me to bring it to you as a betrothal gift..."

"..."

Little Li's hand trembled and he almost dropped the pearl on the ground.

This is not the first time.

As we all know, the demon tribe respects bloodline, and the stronger the bloodline, the better the offspring.

So as a new prodigy of the Ming Jiao tribe, the popularity of Little Li Ming Jiao is simply terrifying.

"We two will definitely give birth to a very excellent Jiao clam!"

"Wait, I am still very satisfied with your pearl, but..."

"Yeah! Lord Wu Mo said he is very satisfied with me!"

"Can you listen to me finish my words? I came from outside the southern border and am a traditional Jiao. We don't have any emotional foundation..."

After a lot of effort, Li Mo didn't know if the other party could understand what he meant.

Zhen Bang really didn't understand.

In the demon tribe's cognition, as long as the one with strong bloodline is satisfied with the gift offered, it means that he agrees to keep the seed. The Ming Jiao tribe is like this.

What is emotional foundation?

So after talking for a long time, Zhen Bang remembered one sentence:

"Master Wu Mo said he was very satisfied with me!"

She turned around with a red face and ran away.

Li Mo: "Σ( °△°|||)︴"

You can only hear what you want to hear. Is it also the power of your bloodline?

Are you doing it on purpose or accidentally?

Looking at the pile of gifts in the room and sighing, Li Mo took out the Wukong Seeking the Tao Diagram and observed the divine will.

Afternoon.

The door was knocked again. It was Murong Xiao's family of three.

When I first took Murong Xiao to meet Murong Feng and Wu Qing, something happened that surprised Li Mo.

This couple, who had been urged to have a second child by the tribe, was surprised by Murong Xiao's arrival.

It was not them who sent the message to let Murong Xiao come to Nanjiang.

In addition, the rebels who appeared by coincidence did not escape to the depths of Nanjiang, and they just caught Murong Xiao...

Xiao Li thought this matter was strange.

This is also the reason why he has been racing against time to improve himself recently.

Although there is no direct evidence, there is a vague presence of the Summoning Demon Cult in Southern Xinjiang. This trip to the Hanging Temple may not be peaceful.

The family of three was obviously concerned about each other and was warm for a while.

"If it weren't for you, my husband and I would not know when we would be able to see Xiao'er."

Wu Qing's eyes were red. She had already learned about Murong Xiao's experience on the road, and the fifth-grade demon couldn't help crying again.

But she didn't know that the Tian Jiao in front of her was originally a human.

"I was going to come to Southern Xinjiang, and I just went with Brother Murong."

Li Mo smiled a little embarrassedly.

Originally, I wanted Brother Murong to go back to Qingyuan Sect directly.

"Thank you very much."

Murong Feng also bowed.

"You are too kind. I have admired my uncle for a long time."

"You know me? Although I made a little reputation when I was young, it has been so long..."

Murong Feng was a little puzzled about where this admiration came from.

Maybe it's just a polite remark?

"Hey, I'm naturally happy that Xiao'er is back, but... Xiao'er is a half-demon after all." Murong Feng sighed again with a complicated expression.

Li Mo thought about it.

That's not right.

For a half-demon, it's better to stay in the Mingjiao clan anyway, and the demon clan not only has no prejudice against half-demons, but also yearns for their powerful strength.

But from what Murong Feng said, it's clear that he thinks it's safer for Murong Xiao to stay in the human race?

"It's Xiao'er's chance to learn Buddhism."

Wu Qing looked at her son's bald head and the white jade relic in his hand, and she was vaguely relieved.

The couple had something on their mind.

But perhaps they thought that this was not something that young people should consider, so they did not say much.

And this was not a recent encounter.

The Destiny Eye is not a mind-reading skill, so it is impossible to know what others are thinking.

"It just so happens that Xiao Wu Mo and the others are also going to the Hanging Temple, so we can just follow them."

"When will we leave?"

"Of course today, otherwise why would we notify you."

The Ming Jiao clan's style of doing things is quite swift and resolute, and they leave as soon as they say they will. I think this is also the reason why the outside world has always said that they are impatient.

On that day, the other four water geniuses, including Wu Dameng, were already waiting by the lake.

The Hanging Temple is far away from the Black Water Marsh, at the westernmost end of Southern Xinjiang, but there is a waterway available.

A huge fishbone boat was docked at the shore.

"We, the water tribe, haven't fought for the divine jade from outer space for many years."

"The bird tribe is in great momentum this time. The Dapeng tribe has a half-demon Zhiduo Luo, who has half-demon blood. Not only is his blood strong, but he also knows human martial arts. If you meet him, do you have confidence?"

The other four monsters looked at the boy who was looking at the fishbone boat not far away.

Nodding without thinking.

"Yes!"

"Well, there is also the Qingluan tribe. There is a Qingluan goddess who has killed many vicious beasts. Her strength is more terrifying than Zhiduo Luo. Do you have confidence?"

The four monsters including Wu Dameng were stunned.

This time they pondered for a long time.

But suddenly they remembered that Tianjiao Wu Mo had said.

As long as they made a slight move, they could make the Qingluan goddess unable to resist!

"Yes!"

"Brother Wu Mo has the potential to be a heavenly dragon!"

"They have the Azure Luan Goddess, and we have the Heavenly Dragon in charge, so what is there to fear!"

"It's time for us water tribes to be proud! I wonder what kind of fight between dragons and phoenixes will happen then."

The water tribes are all very confident.

"Hmm?"

Li Mo looked back blankly, and after thinking about it, he felt a little regretful.

I should have restrained myself earlier.

It was quite unexpected that he became the hope of the water tribe all of a sudden.